
I was contemplating all this in the giant line, but mostly, I was wishing it wouldn’t rain, and hoping things would move along. Once my husband and I got up to the front, I was patted down, had my bag searched, and headed in. Once we got in, I was a bit shocked and appalled to realize that we had missed Exodus, even though we showed up at seven, half an hour before they were supposed to take the stage. It wasn’t anyone’s fault, the line was just so damn long. We were also a little shocked to see that there was no re-entry; it totally made sense, since it was such a big show, but we were banking on getting to walk the one block home if we wanted to. Still, there were only two bands left for the night, so we settled in to watch Suicidal Tendencies.
While these guys are getting old and it shows (they seemed a little out of breath during their songs, and some of their lyrics are just plain silly 
It goes without saying that Slayer put on a great show. Their stage show consisted of giant, glowing inverted crosses, and they were brimming with energy and played a very tight set, despite the fact that Tom Araya now has some trouble hitting the super-high notes. They surprised everyone by playing some of their more underground songs, and Araya went off on a rant about how beautiful the day had been and how he had visited a dispensary earlier; he had no doubt partaken of what he bought at that dispensary before the show.
All in all, it was exactly the good time one would expect from a Slayer show. I wasn’t a huge fan of the giant line, the crowded venue, and the no reentry policy, but with a show this big in the Southwest, these things undoubtedly come with the territory. I don’t know if as a non-press member I would have paid upwards of $100 for the show, but I would certainly love to check out all these bands again, and maybe next time I will actually get to catch Exodus.
Written by Addison Herron-Wheeler of 303 Magazine.
Photos courtesy of Slayer and Suicidal Tendencies.